As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Chapter 810: Chapter 259: Erasing Su Wenxi’s Name from the Book of Life and Death, Welcome Back Sword Saint Yellow Sword Wine [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_4

She should have been timid like a mimosa, shrinking her head, retreating back to the mundane world.

But she couldn’t bear to. Her only world was in the Cultivation World, so she… would also stay in the Cultivation World.

She began to learn brewing, slowly crafting many fine wines, even using Alchemist’s techniques to infuse spiritual materials, creating wine imbued with Divinity.

She used up all her strength to stand her ground in the world of cultivation, opening a Drunken Duck Restaurant.

Decades passed without her noticing.

The Boss Lady had never thought…

that Yellow Sword Wine would die in front of her.

Drip-drip.

Large teardrops fell from her eyes as she bit her lip and tremulously reached out to touch Yellow Sword Wine’s cheek, even though her palm felt ice-cold from the Death Qi and Corpse Qi as if frozen.

Still, she didn’t stop.

“You, oh you… why didn’t you marry me, why didn’t we have children together?”

“Had I known you would die so soon, I should have taken an opportunity to get you drunk, turn the raw rice into cooked rice!”

The Boss Lady bit her lip, grumbling to herself.

“How could you die before me?”

“You were a peerless swordsman who could fly across the skies and escape through the earth…”

“I even brewed so much wine for you, wines you’ve never tasted…”

“With your death, from today onward…”

“My world has no daylight.”

Tears continued to fall from the Boss Lady’s eyes, which suddenly became gentle.

She grabbed a wine jar and shattered it violently.

Clang, fragments flew everywhere, wine splashed all around.

Her five fingers clenched a sharp fragment of the wine jar, slowly pressing it against her neck.

“Hmph…”

“Don’t even think of getting rid of me!”

The Boss Lady let out a delicate snort, the next moment, her gentle eyes fixed on the motionless Yellow Sword Wine propping his chin with his eyes closed.

About to slit her own throat.